Meanwhile in the old townhouse that Stephano shared with Destiny, she and Danny were putting the final touches on their soirée. With only their most loyal soldiers, their crew was cut down to size after the Fed raid. Danny promised them if anyone got caught up in the Fed’s net, he would spring them from jail. It was a promise he had no intention of keeping, because after this live execution, he and Destiny were leaving the country. They would have no choice, he knew they wouldn’t be popular after this stunt. Though he was dead, Stephano still commanded respect and his loyalists would make sure to take out his killers. It had to be known by now that he was one of the gunmen. The Alunni had their own people placed in the all of the major police precincts and were probably already shining up their guns for retribution. His mistake was not getting full support when he did the deed. That was his own fault for letting Destiny pressure him into making a move that he wasn’t ready for.
He was going to have to lay down the law when the coast cleared, he couldn’t have some chick bossing him around. When this was all said and done, he would have one less enemy at his back. Whatever happened, this had to work or they would both be dead. Fenetti was too dangerous to let live. She took down the Cosimos and they are still reeling from her betrayal. It was unlikely they would ever recover. “Hey! Snap outta of it!” Destiny yelled from across the room. Embarrassed that he had been caught daydreaming, he yelled right back, “What?”
“I set up the cameras, and the chairs.”
Looking at his right hand man Tommy, he nodded his head and ol’ Tommy was off to the bedroom where they had Casssie tied up. She was carried, right to the chair in front of the camera.
Clapping her hands, Destiny was as giddy as a school girl with a new vibrator. “This is perfect, I sent out the invites, I hope enough people show.”
“Look babe,” Danny began, “I don’t think this is such a good idea.”
“Don’t you dare, we agreed!” she snapped while sticking her acrylic nail in his face, “I helped you, now it’s your turn to return the favor.”
“Alright, but you’d better hurry this up, if they catch up with us, we’re as good as dead.”
“We’ll be fine,” she said glaring at him, “Grow a set.” And with that she left the room while Danny burned with embarrassment. This was the second time she had disrespected him in front of his crew and she was going to have to pay for that. Maybe he would leave her at the border when he fled? He smiled at the idea but kept his mouth shut. He couldn’t trust anyone with his real plans. Heck, he didn’t even really know what those plans were yet. He had a private plane all gassed up and ready to go anywhere in the world but first he had to finish Fenetti. Later on, he’d deal with Destiny.